A/N: Okay, I have changed Christine in this story from 8th grade to 11th grade. She is now seventeen. I know I shouldn't be changing this so late in the story (I know it's only Chap. 6, but still...) I kind of needed her to be a bit older. Sorry for all of this! I already fixed Chapter 1 so she is 17 in 11th grade, along with Meg and everybody else at her school. Other than that, nothing has changed. And thank you all for the lovely reviews!

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I woke up to an organ playing. I groaned and turned to my right side. I didn't want there to be any noise right now, all I wanted was silence! I was so sleepy right now, and all I wanted to do was sleep. I yanked the pillow that I was sleeping on and put it over my head. Although the music was beautiful, I needed silence.

Since I could still hear the sound, I opened my eyes. I was shocked at first, but then I remembered everything that happened yesterday. Erik had brought me here, and I wasn't at home anymore. I stretched and got out of bed silently.

The first thing I did was look in the closet to see what kind of clothes there were. I opened up the door and in the closet were many beautiful 18th century dresses. I gasped as I held a pink one up to me. I have always wanted to wear these sorts of dresses! I hung up the pink one and looked at all the other choices. They were all so beautiful, and there was a few of every color! From red, orange, yellow, gold, violet, light blue, dark blue, green, white, black, and so much more! I decided to go with the yellow one.

It was so difficult to get this dress on! I never knew that it would be this hard, for there were so many laces and skirts and I didn't know which hole I had to put my head into. It took me at the most twenty minutes to put the dress on. I felt like celebrating after I finally got it on me.

I then went over to the dresser. The mirror was so large that it took up a quarter of that wall. I sat down on the little bench and started looking in the drawyers. In one drawyer there were a few hair brushes. I picked up one and set it in front of me. In the next drawyer, there were powders and blushes and some eyeshadow. The next drawyer contained lipsticks, but I noticed that they were only light pink. I opened the last drawyer and it held some ribbons for my hair, hair pins, clips, and some jewelry.

I brushed my hair and kept it down, letting my brown curls flow. I put a few pins into it though, so they wouldn't get into my face. Everything else I left alone, because I didn't want to put too much makeup on. When I was ready, I stood up and headed for the door.

I didn't know where to go once I left my room. I stood outside of my door and looked around. I was in a big room with sofas, flowers, expensive carpets, sidetables, and some portraits. It was a very peaceful room, and there was one door which I assumed led me out to the main room.

I went threw that door and found that I was correct. There was a lake that was a distance away, and next to the lake there was a kitchen. The kitchen had no door though, and neither did the music room, which I saw that was right next to the kitchen. Near the music room, there was a hallway which contained five doors. I didn't dare go in them yet.

I stood where I was and waited for Erik. I had no clue where to go, and I didn't hear the organ anymore. I looked around the room, and fiddled with my thumbs, pretending to do something.

All of a sudden, the door at the end of the hallway opened. Erik came out, shut the door quietly behind him, then fiddled with his pocket and drew out a rusty brown key. He locked the door and stuck the key back into his pocket. Once he saw me, he looked surprised.

"Christine! My dear, I thought you were still sleeping?" He asked.

"I was, but I was awaken by some lovely music." I replied.

"Oh my dear, I'm sorry that I have awaken you! You must hate me now, don't you?"

"Oh no, not at all! I wanted to get up anyways," I didn't want to make him sad, so I decided to lie just a bit.

"Well, my dear, you must be hungry? I will fix you something to eat right away. Come along," He outstretched his arm and I took it gracefully. He led me to the kitchen and sat me down at the table.

As he was preparing my meal, I noticed that he wasn't making one for himself. I just then remembered that Erik never really eats or sleeps, and that he has devoted his life to his music. I stayed silent.

Just then, a cat came pouncing into the room. She took one look at me and hissed. Erik looked down at the cat and frowned.

"I hope you weren't hissing at Christine, Ayesha." Erik scolded the cat.

I smiled. So this was Ayesha! I remembered reading in the Susan Kay novel that Ayesha was Erik's pet cat. I also remembered that Ayesha didn't really like Christine Daae either.

"It's alright, Erik." I told him. "Ayesha is a very gorgeous cat."

Erik looked up at me and smiled. He picked up Ayesha and scratched her head. The cat meowed in delight.

"Yes, she is very gorgeous, isn't she? Would you like to hold her while I finish preparing your meal?"

"I would love to," I declared. Erik put Ayesha in my arms and I held her carefully. I was frightened that the cat would try to scratch my face up. Ayesha only purred and I scratched her soft little head.

"Ayesha seems to like you." Erik stated. "She usually doesn't like people that much."

"But she seems so attached to you." I told him. Erik only smiled, and I smiled back.

"I bet she sees all the beauty and innocence in your face. I believe she thinks you are a beauty, kind and friendly. I believe she knows how sweet you are to everybody, and that's why she trusts you to hold her in your arms."

Was it me, or did this cat understand what we were talking about? I remember in the Susan Kay novel that the cat was very jealous that Erik was paying all of his attention to Christine. Now the cat was getting jealous of me this very moment, and she hissed and scratched my face.

She would of scratched it again if I hadn't put her down. After the first scratch I quickly sat her down on the floor, for I didn't want to drop the poor thing. The scratch stung my face and I felt a tear roll down my cheek.

Erik had seen what happened. Once he saw this, he immediatley picked Ayesha up and threw her into the other room. I heard him scold to the cat, "How dare you do such a thing as to scratch Christine! She was not harming you, why should you harm her? That was a very bad thing to do! Now you stay away from Christine, understand?"

I saw Ayesha dart across the room and she fled somewhere in the music room. I felt my cheek and felt blood pouring from the scar. I felt the scars along my cheek and noticed that I had four marks from Ayesha's claws. It hurt so badly, but I didn't dare cry out like a baby.

Erik came in the room with a worried glance at me and immediatley went to the sink. He grabbed a cloth and dipped it into some cold water. He then wrung it out and brought it over to me.

"I'm truly sorry, Christine. She gets jealous and angry quite easily, but I have no idea why she would scratch your pretty face."

"It's alright, Erik." I assured him.

Erik wiped up the blood that was on my cheek and told me to hold down the cloth for a few minutes. I did as he told me to, and then he brought a plate and set it in front of me. The plate held two breakfast buscuits, some eggs, bread, and grapes. I thanked him and ate my breakfast.

The whole time I was eating breakfast, he sat at the table across from me. He had a glass of wine in front of him, but he only took but two sips. I ate my breakfast in silence and tried not to look at him, for the whole time I was eating he was looking at me. I felt a little embarrased, and whenever I stole a look at him he immediatley turned away. I would smile then.

As I finished eating, I took the cloth away from my cheek. The cloth was almost drenched in blood, and I felt horrible for ruining Erik's cloth.

As Erik saw me take the cloth away from my cheek, he glanced at it. He then glanced at my cheek and said, "It has stopped bleeding. The scar should heal in a few weeks."

I nodded and then looked back at the cloth. "Oh Erik, I'm sorry for ruining your cloth like this! Let me clean it for you," I moved to get up but Erik held up a gloved hand. He then chuckled and said, "Christine my love, you don't have to do that. Let me clear off your plate and then I shall clean the cloth."

I didn't want to feel lazy, so I offered to clean off my plate.

"It would save you extra work," I suggested.

He then chuckled again. He got up from his seat and came over to me. He took my plate from the table and set it on the counter. He then turned to take the cloth, but I offered again that I would clean it for him.

"Christine, my dear. You don't have to do any work in this house. You are the guest, I shall do all the chores." He then extended his hand and asked for the cloth. I gave it to him and he went to dip it in a bucket of water.

"What shall I do then?" I asked.

He smiled and looked over at me. "I shall give you a tour of the house when I am done cleaning. I would hate myself if you got lost in here."

I waited until Erik was finishing my plate and the cloth. When he had finished, he showed me his music room first. His organ was in the center of the room, a piano on the left, and a violin case and stand on the right. There was a desk in the back of the room that contained many papers and quills. The room was also lit with many candles.

He then showed me the drawing room, which was absolutely beautiful, a library which he said that I could go into anytime, the lake, and the rest of his house except for two rooms. One room which I thought might of been his bedroom, and the other room that he came out of earlier but then had locked.

"What is in those rooms?" I asked, pointing to the two rooms which he had not shown me.

Erik glanced to the doors and then back at me. He said in a strict tone of voice: "You are never to go into those two rooms. They are strictly forbidden! Do you understand?"

I nodded in agreement. But I was still quite curious. I knew that one of the rooms had to of been his bedroom, but what was the other one? Maybe I could go in there sometime and find out.